1850
SHADOW- A PARABLE
by Edgar Allan Poe
Yea, though I walk through the valley of the Shadow:
Psalm of David.
YE who read are still among the living; but I who write shall have
long since gone my way into the region of shadows. For indeed
strange things shall happen, and secret things be known, and many
centuries shall pass away, ere these memorials be seen of men. And,
when seen, there will be some to disbelieve, and some to doubt, and
yet a few who will find much to ponder upon in the characters here
graven with a stylus of iron.
The year had been a year of terror, and of feelings more intense
than terror for which there is no name upon the earth. For many
prodigies and signs had taken place, and far and wide, over sea and
land, the black wings of the Pestilence were spread abroad. To
those, nevertheless, cunning in the stars, it was not unknown that the
heavens wore an aspect of ill; and to me, the Greek Oinos, among
others, it was evident that now had arrived the alternation of that
seven hundred and ninety-fourth year when, at the entrance of Aries,
the planet Jupiter is conjoined with the red ring of the terrible
Saturnus.
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